I suppose sooner or later a story like this is required for this category. So here's my contribution. Everyone in the story is of course 18 or older.
OFF WE GO
I'd just turned 18 last week. My big sis was only a couple of months past 19. We had graduated together as she'd repeated a grade in elementary school. I was planning for college spring of next year after I'd spent some time this summer and fall starting at the bottom with Dad's construction company to get some real, practical experience.
Sis on the other hand hadn't really settled much this last year from her rather wild ways as a high school senior. Well, at least that was my opinion if anyone asked, though no one had.
She'd decided to give college a try too and I think our parents were happy she seemed to have settled on anything beyond running around at all hours with her friends. I thought she might just be looking for a wider set of friends and less supervision. Again however no one had asked my opinion.
Our parents just really weren't aware of how wild she'd been this last year. I however had heard plenty. For example, if she hadn't done the entire football team one afternoon it sure wasn't for lack of trying on her part. I'd seen some of the pictures. Sister or not they got me so instantly hard I had to go jack off as soon as I could. Right or wrong I had to admit I was sorry I wasn't on the football team.
She sure looked the pretty healthy, downright vigorous, and plain old hot little cheerleader she was. Sort of like that old Warner Brothers cartoon line, "So round, so firm, so fully packed." I still got hot myself just thinking about it. I also had those pics and a few others stashed on my computer and an encrypted thumb drive.
I on the other hand was still a virgin. I'd just been too busy getting the grades to get the scholarship I wanted. Quite literally no screwing around for me. Then again just keeping up with Sis's latest escapades gave me plenty of material to take care of relieving a lot of sexual tension myself.
Don't get me wrong. I like sis well enough but I sure hoped she got her act together before she ended up pregnant or with some awful disease. Thank goodness I had overheard Mom one afternoon last week hand her the cash and tell her plainly she wasn't going to college until she went to the clinic and got one of those contraceptive implants. Mom might not know all sis had been up to but she apparently knew enough to insist on this.
So, we loaded all her stuff into the car one fine day in late May for the several-hour drive to campus. Man did she have a lot of stuff! Even in a vehicle as big as our Lincoln Navigator, we ended up with the middle row seats full and a lot in the rear seats too. Still, when we shoved it over there seemed to be room back there for the two of us while mom and dad were way up front.
All I had to do to get in or out was shift two or three things to fold the passenger side middle seat enough to get the door open. Sheesh!
Naturally, sis hadn't got in from her going away party till about three in the morning. She also has never traveled well due to carsickness. Mom always gave her a sleeping pill before any long trip. I knew for a fact she'd taken two extra herself this morning before mom watched her down the third.
Between that and whatever booze and sleep deprivation had done, I figured we'd be lucky to get her into the car before she passed out. We made it though. She sat in the middle and was sound asleep before Dad and I got the rear hatch shut. I shoved her butt over, strapped her in, buckled my seat belt, and away we went.
The first 15 miles were fine. Then we hit the bumpy, twisty mountain stuff that was going to last about an hour and a half before things got a little better. The first real set of curves and bumps started things shifting. Try as I might there was no way I was going to keep stuff from landing on Sis. There really was neither time nor place to stop and even try to repack things.
I had to shout up front to Dad that I was going to have to undo our seat belts to shuffle things about. In fact what I ended up doing was to unbuckle hers and re-buckle it behind her. She barely twitched. Then I had to do the same with mine.
This shut off the warning lights for the driver and gave me freedom to move about. The only choice I had now was to pull her into my lap. I'm quite a bit bigger than her. She really is a small compact chunk of muscular cheerleader.
She was so limp it was actually a bit of a chore to get her slid over into position. I ended up with her head leaning against my left shoulder and her pert little butt that had figured into so many of my fantasies inspired by all the actual pictures I'd seen of it mashed squarely into my lap.
Her short skirt had bunched up in the back and I gave up trying to pull it back into place. All my hands felt were some very sheer, skimpy underpants. Well, actually what they mostly felt was her bare bottom. I was already getting pretty hard and had only barely gotten her settled.
I tried to relax. Really I did. It should have helped at least a little bit even with the pictures running about in my head. I mean she was relaxed as all get out.
Turns out she was not only relaxed but was apparently dreaming. What she was dreaming wasn't hard to figure out. She was moaning quietly and starting to squirm just a little.
I got hold of her waist to keep her from sliding slowly into the floor. That was when I discovered a couple of things. Her skimpy top had risen enough that rather than cloth my fingers found her soft skin.
Lifting her put the tops of both hands right up touching the bottoms of her bare breasts. No bra under there.
I raised my knees and spread my legs a bit to cradle her butt more securely after I pulled her up. At least she quit sliding away. Boy was I hard now! At least with my knees farther apart it wasn't as tight as it might have been. Still, it was beginning to feel like my knickers really were in a twist.
Now not only had I never done anything like I knew she had been doing but other than pictures I'd never seen a girl naked and certainly not felt one. This was amazing, shoot, she was amazing. What my hands were feeling was amazing.
Sister or not, if I was ever going to find out how a naked girl felt this had to be my first, best, chance. I couldn't let it pass. All I had to do was rotate my wrists and those breasts I'd only seen in pictures would fall right into my palms!
I rotated my wrists and what I felt in my palms was like nothing I had ever dreamed of in my best wet dreams about her. Yeah, I dreamed about her that way. I'd done it for long enough it didn't even bother me anymore her being my sister, but I have to say this first taste of reality was way better.
I took her breasts in my hands and started to feel her up properly thinking maybe it would distract my dick from its distress. She really has nice breasts. A good handful each. It felt like her nipples just popped up almost an inch at a touch and stayed that way. Wow!
I gave up. I knew what it felt like but I just had to see. It was hard to take my hands off them even for a second but it was worth it. With my hands free for a moment I quickly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open.
Oh yeah, that was what my hands were feeling! What a wonder seeing my hands kneading her boobs and rolling her nipples between my thumbs and fingers. I let them lay there for a moment, each one filling one of my hands, and ogled them. Wonderful! Her nipples were so big and taught each entire boob was nearly cone-shaped with a big round bottom. For some reason, the shape brought to mind those little plastic bottles food coloring comes in.
About this time I remembered my phone! You bet I got some good pics. Then it came to me. I knew what I wanted to do next.
I slid her a bit more to my left, leaned down, and popped her right nipple into my mouth. Glorious! I let my tongue enjoy itself. First one nipple and then the other. Back and forth. With just a bit of suction, I could fill my mouth and run my tongue in full circles.
Turns out though sis was still well asleep she was responding to what was being done with her boobs. She began arching her back. Nice! I slid my right hand beneath the top of her undies and discovered she was still smoothly shaved just as she'd been in the pictures I'd seen. She was also nice and moist as my fingers slid right into her cleft.
That made her catch her breath, brought me straight back to reality, and scared me to death. Was she waking up? I froze. Realizing where my left and right hands were and what they were doing I was afraid she'd start screaming or who knows what.
Instead, she sighed and snuggled deeper as she pushed against the fingers I had inside her.
Well now, wasn't this interesting? I took it as a challenge. Turns out I can get almost my whole hand into her! Oh yeah, she can squeeze really hard too. Suddenly she shuddered all over and relaxed. Warm fluid flowed into my right palm and down onto my shorts right on top of my poor suffering erection. So that's what an orgasm was.
Sis melted against my chest and started to snore ever so gently.
My knickers were now pinching my dick painfully. I knew what I had to do next. I don't think I could have stopped myself even if I'd wanted to, and I sure didn't want to.
She slid down a bit when I let go with my left hand but I had to have both hands free to straighten out my shorts. Thankfully she wasn't the only one who'd gone commando today or freeing my poor pinched self that was yearning so to be set free would have been doubly difficult.
As it was when I moved my right hand to join the left in grabbing my waistband to slide my shorts down a couple of things happened. First, all sorts of warm juice ran out of her and made even more of a sodden mess of her undies. Second, as the twist came out my dick jumped up, caught in my waistband, and hung my shorts up just above mid-thigh. Darn it!
I could feel those warm juices headed toward the base of my straining erection. By the time I got it free they were running down into the creases between my thighs and balls on both sides. It sprang back nearly perpendicular in an instant.
Of course by this time what with the bumps and curves she had slid down so far I could feel the hot, wet sides of her pussy wrapped almost completely around the base of my now throbbing shaft.
I had to look but it took some effort. My left hand was back now beneath her left breast to keep her from sliding any lower. Raising the front of her skirt with my right hand revealed quite a sight. Reality again was way more spectacular than dreaming.
